Little Mad Lion looked at the mocking smile on Mu Feng's face, and a very bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
"The poison has already acted, and it must have affected my internal organs. Even the most skilled doctor in the world couldn't save me. I only need to endure your torture for about two minutes before I can die."
"Even if I die, I won't leak my plan to you. It will only bring you endless trouble!"
He was deliberately stalling for time when he said this.
Mu Feng seemed to have no reaction, just kept smiling at him.
Little Mad Lion breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was definitely faking it, and even the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
The smile on Mu Feng's face grew more pronounced: "The pain from this poison is making your whole body convulse, it's very uncomfortable, isn't it?"
"No matter how uncomfortable it is, it will only last for about two minutes before I can completely leave this world. It's not unfair that I fell into your hands."
"Your strength is too great, no one is your opponent. I guess even that old guy from your Flying Eagles can't last ten moves against you, right?"
"My father told me that the founder of Flying Eagles was a divine person in his generation, but my father could fight him to a standstill."
"But you killed my father within three moves."
Mu Feng smiled faintly: "That old man was going easy on your father. With his strength, dealing with the Mad Lion would probably be even faster than me."
He also thought of that old guy with a certain nostalgia, wondering how the other person was doing now. He hadn't seen him in a long time and missed him a bit.
Blood trickled from Little Mad Lion's mouth again, but his vision was already blurring.
"It's truly unwilling to leave this world like this. If I hadn't thought of revenge and just hid in a corner to enjoy life, perhaps I could have spent my inexhaustible wealth and enjoyed this life freely."
"To be honest, I regret it a little too."
Mu Feng said lightly: "It is said that a person's words become benevolent when they are about to die."
"But it's not too late for you to regret it."
Little Mad Lion sneered: "Don't try to trick me. I won't fall for any of your words. I know best about the poison I took. I'm definitely going to die, and no one can save me."
He said this again, and this time he closed his eyes, ready to await death.
In the next moment, he felt something lightly prick him, and then more than ten times in succession.
The illusion and heaviness seemed to be gradually disappearing. Hasn't it been almost a minute already? Why hasn't my poison fully taken effect?
When he opened his eyes in confusion, he saw that several silver needles were inserted into his body.
The ends of the needles were still trembling.
And the poison in his body was actually seeping out from the spots where the silver needles were inserted. The black poisonous liquid that flowed out emitted a foul smell.
He was completely stunned, staring at Mu Feng with wide, disbelieving eyes.
"Are you treating my poison?"
"What else?"
"I still want to get more information from you. If you die, where will I find this breakthrough?"
Mu Feng's voice was still calm.
But these words, falling into Little Mad Lion's ears, were like raising a storm.
"How is this possible? Although that poison doesn't kill instantly, it's like a persistent disease, impossible to get rid of. It's precisely because of the characteristics of this poison that I chose to take it. You can actually treat it?"
His state of mind was somewhat collapsing at this moment.
Mu Feng nodded with a smile: "As long as I don't want you to die, even if the King of Hell comes, he can't take your life."
"If I want someone to die, I'll make them die by the third watch, and the King of Hell wouldn't dare to keep them until the fifth watch."
These domineering words shocked Little Mad Lion's heart.
Is this the young master of Flying Eagles?
He was also the young master of Mad Lion, but compared to the young master of Flying Eagles, he finally realized the true gap.
It wasn't just strength, but also his aura and dominance, which he couldn't compare to.
Mu Feng still had a faint smile on his face: "Now you can honestly tell me everything you know. Our grievances have nothing to do with the blood feud of my Mu family."
"If you tell me the answer I want to know, I can give you a chance. Whether you want to waste your time living or seek revenge against me, I will spare your life."
Upon hearing this, Little Mad Lion shivered violently. He saw a chilling killing intent in those cold eyes.
He had already decided to die to prove his loyalty, to show that he would not yield even unto death.
But after having died once, he now regretted it a little.
If he hadn't died, he could have continued to enjoy life. Why should he be so fixated on revenge?
The enemy's strength had far exceeded his imagination, and that hatred was infinitely close to dissolving.
"If I tell you, will you really let me go?"
Mu Feng's voice was calm as he beckoned with a finger.
The silver needles, connected by invisible threads, instantly returned to his hand.
He also showed a faint smile: "I, the young master of Flying Eagles, always keep my word. Whether you believe it or not is up to you. I don't need to prove anything to you."
Little Mad Lion hesitated for only a few seconds before taking a few deep breaths and speaking: "I don't know much."
"Previously, I wanted to seek revenge against you and indeed chose Su Mingzhe."
"However, that guy is a complete waste. But his only value was some things that his Su family produced. Coincidentally, I saw Wu Qiang."
"That guy was seriously injured when he attacked me previously, so I remembered him very well. I wanted to sow discord, but I didn't expect you guys to have already contacted each other."
"Originally, I wanted to take advantage of your information gap, but my plan failed, so I had to find another way."
"During this period, I heard Su Mingzhe say that the real reason for the destruction of your Mu family this year seemed to be because of your parents. He didn't even know the specifics, but you can ask the old lady of the Su family."
A sharp cold glint flashed in Mu Feng's eyes: "Old Mrs. Su is an old fox. She will definitely not tell me this matter easily, and I don't want to force her."
Little Mad Lion chuckled: "That's your excessive kindness."
Mu Feng said calmly: "When your strength reaches a certain level, seeking revenge is just a process of finding those rats. Revenge doesn't need to be immediate. Let those enemies slowly feel your power and tremble in your shadow."
"Old Mrs. Su knows this very well, so she is very afraid now."